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The Gale winds blew, the howling tempest grew The rains began to fall Great drums beat on the heavenly sheet Poised it stood tall The peak unyielding, the great slope shielding Shadow towns below The pointed king to earth must cling or sink beneath the snow
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
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The Gale winds blew, the howling tempest grew The rains began to fall Great drums beat on the heavenly sheet Poised it stood tall The peak unyielding, the great slope shielding Shadow towns below The pointed king to earth must cling or sink beneath the snow
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New York
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
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